Painful Love (Painful Love)

The woman was named ... Emma

The sun was already increasingly displaying its charm when Tsamara entered the treatment room. Last night he did not return to his parents' house even though Hasna had grown up. It would seem impolite if he just went without saying goodbye first to two parents Bimantara who are none other than his own in-laws.

At exactly eight in the morning, after doctors checked on Hasna, Tsamara decided to visit her mother-in-law who was still being treated in the VVIP room where she worked. Carrying a parcel containing fresh fruits while stepping gracefully into the room.

"Good morning, Papa and Mama," said Tsamara after she knocked on the door and was welcomed in by Irawan and Hasna.

"Tsamara, you're still here, son?" ask Hasna lirih. The woman looked so happy when she saw her beloved daughter-in-law standing in the doorway.

Mengulum a big smile on his face. Although Tsamara's heart was wounded by the betrayal committed by Bimantara, he remained friendly and courteous to Hasna and Irawan because they were old people who deserved respect.

Fingers put fruit parcels on the nightstand, then bowed a little and hugged Hasna's body. "Of course, Ma. How could I have left the hospital without saying goodbye first."

Tsamara broke down a hug, then sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed. "How's Mama doing, it's gone?"

"Alhamdulillah, already, dear. Lucky once before being brought here, you already helped Mama. Otherwise, maybe you can't see the sunrise anymore. Thank you, Tsa." Hasna said the last sentence solemnly. The words come from the bottom of my heart.

"We owe you a lot, Tsa," Irawan continued. The man pulled the chair next to his wife's bed. Deliberately preparing the chair the son-in-law.

"Only ordinary help, Pa, Ma. After all, the one who was so meritorious was Doctor Yudhis, I was just helping." Tsamara humbled before her in-laws.

Netra Tsamara accidentally saw a bowl of porridge on a nightstand that had not been touched at all. "Well, Mama hasn't had breakfast?" tanyanya.

"Mama is not hungry. Just leave the food there" replied Hasna. Somehow he did not feel like eating when he remembered the incident yesterday morning.

Tsamara grabbed the bowl on the nightstand, then stirred the contents of the food until mixed all. "If you don't eat, where do you get your energy from? In addition, Mama also 'will have to take medicine to heal quickly." The girl thrust a spoonful of food in front of Hasna's mouth. "Open his mouth!"

That instant Hasna opened her mouth. Tsamara's voice is like having a special mantra to melt the heart of Bimantara's beloved mother.

Irawan who was sitting on the sofa noticed the interaction of the two women. A faint smile expanded on the man's face. Bima ... Bima .. You really are a fool to have let go of a woman as good and as smart as Tsamara. This son of my best friend has all the criteria as a dream daughter-in-law. However, you are not grateful and instead hurt him. Sighing in rough breath. I just hope that my stupid son doesn't regret what he did because he was expecting my favorite daughter-in-law.

When Tsamara was busy feeding Hasna while Irawan decided to go home for a while, taking clothes and personal needs of his wife, he said, suddenly the door of the treatment room opened and showed the figure of Bimantara standing with eyes full of regret.

"Mama!" bimantara lirih. Suddenly, the two women in front turned to the source of the voice.

"Tsa, get him out of here! Mama won't see him again." Hasna turned her face to the side. The woman was still disappointed by the behavior of her only child who had cheated when the status of the child had become Tsamara's husband.

With meekness Tsamara said, "Mama don't be so, pity Brother Bima. Brother Bima since last night waited at the door of the room just to accompany Mama loh. After realizing why Mama kicked him out." Gently rubbed the shoulders of the in-laws and again said, "Give Brother Bima a chance to speak. There must be a lot to tell him."

Bimantara stepped slowly, entering the treatment room. The man's appearance was a mess with disheveled hair and clothes that had not been replaced since yesterday morning.

"Ma .. I want to apologize to Mama for getting you in the hospital. Really, I didn't mean to harm you, Ma." Bending his head, feeling unable to see the eyes full of disappointment emanated there. Hands squeezing each other. I don't know, he didn't know what to say to apologise to Hasna for disappointing the woman who had brought him into the world.

Hasna looked at Bimantara's face. With eyes still radiating disappointment, the woman said, "Mama still does not understand why you would betray your own wife, Bima. Look closely at Tsamara's face and body, tell me which parts you think are not to your liking. Tell Mama, Son!" A crystal circle drenched the woman's cheeks. "Mama and Papa did not arbitrarily choose a life companion for you. We consider from any angle. Seeds, bebet and weights we also pay attention. However, you choose women instead is not clear for you to make a choice. Really weird!"

"Tsamara has no shortage of anything. He's almost near perfect. It's just that my heart can't love the wife of Mama and Papa's choice" said Bimantara lirih. Nevertheless, Bimantara's words managed to tear back the wound that the man had inflicted on Tsamara's heart.

Eyelids begin to glaze over when they hear the words of Bimantara. Applying the eyes repeatedly to prevent the crystal circles do not fall wet the cheeks.

"Love can grow on its own. As long as you open your heart just a little for Tsamara."

Bimantara shook his head quickly. "No, Ma. Until then, I can't change my feelings for Tsamara from sister to wife."

Hasna touched her chest that hurt. Bimantara's words really hurt her feelings. "Tell Mama who that woman is. Who's the woman who wants to be the third person in your household relationship."

There was silence for a moment. Bimantara was thinking how to tell Hasna that the woman he loved was Emma, a woman who was rejected by her mother without giving her a chance to prove that she deserves to be part of the Danendra family.

Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. Bimantara ventured to tell the truth. "That woman was Emma, my girlfriend when I was in college."

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